When I awoke the next morning, Ulrike grabbed me by my erection (I normally wake up with a very erect cock every morning) and led me to the bathroom.
She ordered me to keep my hands behind my back and my mouth wide open while she brushed my teeth. She also had me keep my hands clasped behind the back of my neck while she checked me for stubble and then used a razor to shave away what little stubble she could find on my cock and balls. I whimpered almost every time she touched me.
She kept me naked all the time and I was more sexually aroused than I had ever been at any previous point in my life. My cock was hypersensitive and even the most trivial of physical contact sent powerful waves of sexual stimulation from my cock to the rest of my body. My whole body was filled with sexual tension and apprehension.
Keeping my hands where they were and obediently not touching Ulrike was pure torture.
Of course Ulrike made certain to ratchet up the sexual tension several notches by having me stand in the bathtub and washing me down with soap and a warm, wet washcloth. Naturally she took her time and gave special attention to washing my cock and balls and anus. My cock was painfully erect and twitching by the time she was finished.
Amber had the day off and Ulrike's mother was out running errands, so Ulrike was the only person who would see my sexual misery and humiliation.
Or, so I originally thought.
After I was properly groomed, I was led to the playroom and bound between to horizontal poles, in an "X" pose, with my legs far apart and my hands bound far apart and well above my head.
Ulrike left me there alone, for a disturbingly long time. I had no idea how long as Ulrike never installed a clock in the playroom and Ulrike confiscated my watch when she took all of my clothes.
Not that I'd be able to read my watch, with my wrist bound so far from my face. At least I knew she was still in the house as I would occasionally hear footsteps in the distance, or doors opening and closing.
By the time Ulrike returned, my erection had started to soften and I worried that I might be punished for that. Ulrike has made a big deal the previous day about the importance of a slave being "
always ready".
However I soon forgot about that when she re-entered the room with two other people I knew.
Max Sievers and Victoria Woodhull were both students at my high school, Max was eighteen years old and Victoria had recently turned eighteen as well. Victoria and I both had Mrs. Bednarz for 11
th
grade English. Max and I both had Mr. Kryston for 12
th
grade English. I'd also seen both of them at pep rallies and in the cafeteria and in the halls between classes. We weren't exactly friends, but these were people that I knew and would be seeing again in school on Monday.
Neither Max nor Victoria had ever seen me naked before, and my first inclination was to use my hands to cover up my nudity, however the way Ulrike had bound me made that totally impossible.
"Ulrike, please,"
I begged. "They shouldn't see me like this!"
Ulrike strutted up to me and she smacked me across the face. She didn't smack me very hard, but the implication was clear. I had spoken out of turn, and I needed to be silent now.
"Adam, as long as you are mine, I can show you to whomever I please, whenever I please. And if I want Max and Victoria to see you naked, that is my right."
Suddenly her hand was in between my wide-spread thighs, pinching the loose skin of my scrotum very hard. I tried not to whimper or cry out in pain, but she dug her fingernails in really deep into my tender flesh and tugged mercilessly. The skin around a guy's ball sack in very soft and tender and Ulrike's fingernails were abusing the hell out it.
"I'm sorry, Mistress,"
I blurted out desperately. "I was impertinent! It won't happen again! You can show off my naked body to a-anybody you wish!!"
I strained against my wrist and ankle bonds with all my might and I was covered in sweat by the time Ulrike released the hold on my tender flesh. And I'm pretty sure I also had tears welling up in my eyes when Ulrike turned to Max and Victoria and said, "Come on, you two can fondle him before we get started."
It was a whole new form of humiliation for me. As Victoria cupped my clean-shaven scrotum and held my balls in her hands, Max stood behind me and fondled my buttocks. Ulrike gave Max a box of medical exam gloves and he snapped one on before he pulled my buttocks far apart and gently stroked my anus.
I bit my lip and felt tears sliding down my face, but I could do nothing as Max probed and coaxed and massaged my tight little sphincter muscle and eventually pushed his finger inside of me.
I gasped and I whimpered, but nobody in the room had any sympathy for me.
"He's very tight," Max commented as hid finger probed deep inside my anal cavity. "He's practically a virgin."
"He is a virgin," Ulrike replied. "At least, that is to say that nobody has fucked him in the ass yet. And I've got dibs, Max. Nobody is allowed to take his anal virginity except for me."